The extreme of red is black; the extreme of black is also red.
Halfway up the tower, under the sky, a ten-thousand-year-old tree seemed alive and yet just dead.
Outside the ancient trees, there is an abandoned city that has experienced countless battles.
Swords and corpses lay across the streets and alleys. On the collapsed city wall, there was a huge word "kill" with murderous intent rising to the sky.
There was deathly silence for a hundred miles.
Brutal wolves, tigers, and leopards, and all animals that make a living by killing, have also become victims of this killing.
Under the moat.
A long black knife was inserted deeply into the dry blood, glowing faintly with a faint red light.
In September, fireballs were supposed to fly, but instead they burned everything to ashes.
In the years that followed, when people in the world mentioned this killing, they were secretly afraid of how long it took for love to be so cruel and hateful.
Not only killed all the people, but also killed all the souls.
...
At the end of the night, a strong wind brightened the sky, blowing away the dullness, but instantly filled with the overwhelming smell of blood.
On the ancient road in the wilderness, a series of horse hoofbeats hurriedly sounded. Before they reached the deserted city, the horses screamed and suddenly stopped their hurried hooves. Looking at the silent deserted city, they neighed in pain.
The sound of the horses was as solemn and solemn as a dragon, and several men in green clothes on the horses rolled down from their horses, fell to their knees with a thud, and burst into tears.
On the gilt carriage behind him, under the green curtains, there were also low and painful sounds of crying.
After a long time, a young man with a long knife on his waist wiped away the tears on his cheeks, stood up with force, bowed and walked to the carriage, and whispered, "Princess, the champion is just afraid of...
....."
"Slap!" A voice shouted harshly from the carriage.
The man looked panicked and slapped himself quickly.
"That's enough! Go and find him! If he's still alive, he'll see his body; if he's dead, he'll see his body." This last sentence almost made his teeth break.
The man's face was swollen and black, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes could not hide the hatred in his heart. He turned around, quickly greeted Bu Cong, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the deserted city.
"Only I can kill him in this world! No one can kill him! I won't let him die, how dare he die!" The green curtain was suddenly lifted by a gust of fragrant wind, and a man wearing a long white dress and a mask on his face was revealed.
A beautiful woman with veil, long hair and shawl, holding a long sword tightly in her hand, stood on the roof of the car, her eyes as bright as the moon were filled with tears, and her gorgeous cheeks covered by the veil kept turning.
With overwhelming murderous intent, she looked at the deserted city in the distance with absolute hatred.
"I'm not dead, how dare you die!"
The young man took Bu Cong to the bottom of the moat. The scene before him...
Their legs and feet became weak, their souls left their shells, and it was as if there were thousands of worms biting at their hearts, and they all vomited in panic.
That's right, they have all killed people, and the blood on their hands is not a hundred, but only a few dozen.
But the tragic situation in front of them was unbearable for these bloody warriors.
Under the black knife, no bones were left; the remains of humans and animals were mixed together, and not a single piece was complete.
"Brother, are you still looking for me?" Another man, who was a little more immature, asked miserably.
The young man stood up with difficulty, turned his head and glanced at the princess standing on the roof of the car. Resisting the urge to vomit, he gritted his teeth and said, "Look, we must find!"
There was no way to exert any strength with my feet, so I could only draw out the knife and carve out a path bit by bit.
For a whole day, there was not a single living thing in the huge deserted city. Even the rats hiding underground and the birds flying on the branches turned into corpses.
Outside the city, the carriage was like the ancient tree in the city, dead and silent.
I cried, laughed, scolded, and hated, but everything was of no use.
No matter how much regret I felt in my heart, it was too late to slow down the whole day.
She collapsed on the roof of the car in despair.
"Princess, there is nothing!"
Exhausted, the young man led everyone to kneel down under the carriage.
After a long time, the princess sighed and said, go bring that knife back!
"this?"
The young man's face suddenly turned red. He wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl down.
"Is there a problem?" the princess frowned and hummed dissatisfied.
"My subordinates are incompetent!"
"You are quite incompetent!" The princess had long been dissatisfied with the Mercedes-Benz journey from the Langya King's tent to this deserted city in the snow. If she could have arrived a day earlier...
The carriage swayed a few times, and a light figure flew towards the moat.
A pair of red embroidered shoes fell on the mutilated bones. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't help but her eyes turned red. She finally understood why her tribe had found it so hard.
Holding back the discomfort in his heart, he walked to the black knife.
The sword is still the same sword, but the person is no longer the same person.
The killing had erased all traces of him, but the knife was still so dark and cold that not even a trace of blood could be seen.
"Zang Feng!" She gritted her teeth and sighed.
"Since you are here, why is he not here! Where the sword is, the man is there, and the man dies with the sword. Could it be that you are also a coward!"
"You don't deserve to be his knife!"
Dao was speechless, and her heart became colder and more tired.
After a long time, she mustered up the courage, stretched out her white hands, and grabbed the black knife.
"rise!"
The black knife remained motionless, like roots taking root in the earth.
There was a flash of shock in her eyes, no wonder they couldn't lift it up.
"Come again!" She was not convinced. She couldn't conquer him, and she couldn't conquer his sword?
She turned her mind and used all the power of the Heavenly Demon's Heaven-Breaking Technique, "Get up, get up!"
Being so motionless made her angry and humiliated.
It didn't work once, and it didn't work again.
After dozens of fights, she clearly felt that she was not fighting against this black knife, but fighting against all the undead in this place.
With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of old blood spurted out from her chest, and she actually suffered a strong backlash.
She fell under the black knife with a clang, but was unwilling to let go of her hand.
Tears welled up in my eyes again.
Tears and sweat dripped under the black knife. Inadvertently, the black knife once again glowed slightly with a red light.
"Qin Yue, be obedient and I will take you home!"
"Let's go home!"
"How about going home!"
She exhausted all her strength and cried loudly while holding the black knife.
A thunder suddenly sounded out of thin air, followed by several booms, dark clouds gathered, and soon there was lightning and thunder, and the entire deserted city was enveloped in a violent storm.
"Princess!"
Her subordinates were shocked and quickly chased after her.
The rain came down like a waterfall and quickly overflowed the moat that was clogged with flesh and blood.
Clouds of rain and fog billowed around the entire deserted city.
On the looming tall city top, a bolt of lightning hit the huge word "kill" heavily, making a loud bang...
A burst of murderous intent rushed into the sky, and split the dark clouds above his head with a knife.
When the sun's rays illuminated the black-red moat again, the princess dragged the black knife and walked out from under the deserted city with difficulty.
One step, two steps, three steps...
She walked so hard.
When the young man grabbed her, she smiled at him and said, "Get in the car, let's go!"
The young man helped her into the car and turned to look at the deserted city.
The tribesmen who followed him stood together solemnly, raised their left hands and clenched their fists to their chests, and performed a military salute towards the city.
He was originally a king, but he died here.
He should have been proud of others, but he died because of love.
The woman in this deserted city is a princess but not a princess. She is the woman he loves most but not the woman who loves him most.
Everything is wrong.
But he still loves so crazily, loves so stupidly, loves so fiercely and cruelly...
He is the hero of the world, the only enemy of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the champion of the Qin Kingdom who is their lifelong enemy!
When the horse's hooves sounded, the yellow sand flew into the sky, and the green curtain was lifted again, revealing that beautiful face that was as bright as the moon and took people's hearts away.
This face is delicate and sweet, more beautiful than a spring flower, especially those blue eyes that are as blue as ice, they want to steal people's hearts.
But this face has a name that makes people all over the world terrified: "Brahma Demon".
She is the eldest princess of the Langya Royal Court in the North, and the leader of the Brahma Sect.
She looked at the deserted city that was gradually going away, holding the black knife tightly in her hand, and murmured to herself, where the knife is, the person is there, you will come back eventually!
"I'm waiting for you!"
"Even if it takes thousands of years to use up the last light in this world, I will not hesitate!"
.......
The magic flute is long, the north wind is sad.
Who will bury these thousands of dead souls?
A sword reaches across the sky, and the yellow sand rolls around.
The moat was cut off, the collapsed towers were reduced to ashes, leaving only the old withered tree disheveled in the wind...
Her eyes became colder and colder, her face turned green and red, and her eyes were like the eyes of hell...
"Everyone who has been contaminated with your blood will die! No one will be spared!"
The sound of hatred from gnashing of teeth is like the sound of knives, the sound is constant...
The face of the young man galloping in front suddenly changed...
The thing he least wanted to see was going to happen after all.
"The sky is going to change!"
Bu Cong beside him also sighed in response, "There are still more people to die!"
"A lot of people will die!"
They have followed her since childhood and understand her character very well.
Once she becomes cruel, no one can change her.
After a moment, the young man suddenly raised his head, facing the rushing sand, and said sternly, "Our knife hasn't licked blood for too long, it's time to leave the body!"
"Drive! Drive! Drive!"
The horses' hooves galloped, and at the end of the yellow sand, on the flowing sand dunes, a white rainbow suddenly appeared, and the clothes fluttered.
A woman, to be precise, a woman who is slightly more mature than a child, said with tears, I still missed it after all.
"She shouldn't have come, but it's a pity that she came anyway!"